Soldier Lyrics

Uh, uh, yeah

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Fucked up I been trippin uh

Late nights I been whipping uh

I been running my digits (digits)

I been running my digits up

Rollin round with like fifty stacks (stacks)

I got lots up in that bag

Fucked a bitch I'm not coming back

Mind racing its running laps

Yeah, yeah

Heart turned cold, turned niggas into a soldier (soldier)

I ain't have a choice, told momma I'm getting older

Hadda go get that bag

Word around town is a young nigga got them stacks

But he still whipping that same old charger

That a young nigga had for like 4-5 years

I'm a jugging young nigga invest in myself

Racks in my pocket I pat on myself

Ain't got time for them clothes and the jewelry (jewelry)

Momma always told me it was foolery (foolery)

But I'm gon be up one day (one day)

All the money I stack gon pay (gon pay)

You gon see me hop out in a wraith, or the G63, or the AMG

Ion really give a fuck what they saying

Back then niggas thought I was playing (lame ass niggas)

Uh, uh uh, uh uh , uh

Heart turned cold, turned niggas into a soldier (soldier)

I ain't have a choice, told momma I'm getting older

I ain't have no choice for real (no choice)

Failed all my class

I was going the wrong path

Hadda use my voice for real (my voice)

Now they all wan sing, now they all wan clap

I been on my own for real (my own, yuh)

Only person that believed in me

Was my ex but she deceiving me

Now these bitches I got eating me

Fucked up I been trippin uh

Late nights I been whipping uh

I been running my digits (digits)

I been running my digits up

Rollin round with like fifty stacks (stacks)

I got lots up in that bag

Fucked a bitch I'm not coming back

Mind racing its running laps

Yeah, yeah

Heart turned cold, turned niggas into a soldier (soldier)

I ain't have a choice, told momma I'm getting older

Hadda go get that bag

Word around town is a young nigga got them stacks

But he still whipping that same old charger

That a young nigga had for like 4-5 years

I'm a jugging young nigga invest in myself

Racks in my pocket I pat on myself

Ain't got time for them clothes and the jewelry (jewelry)

Momma always told me it was foolery (foolery)

But I'm gon be up one day (one day)

All the money I stack gon pay (gon pay)

You gon see me hop out in a wraith, or the G63, or the AMG

Ion really give a fuck what they saying

Back then niggas thought I was playing

Fuck ass niggas

Look at me now